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    I am crying and I don’t know why. Who is it doing the crying? Lost little girl crying. Six-year-old crying. She is not thinking clearly, she is just crying, upping the volume of her cries so that someone will hear, so that someone will help.

    anita

    anita
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    Tuesday evening and I am alone at home, no socializing tonight. Did 3 hours work today weeding in a partly grey, partly sunny day. Here, at home, still light outside and lots of trees outside the very large windows, I am listening to nostalgic music. I choose to be here, in my thread, doing my favorite thing when alone: deepening my awareness of my suppressed and repressed emotions.

    More than half a century of repression makes for LOTS and LOTS to express.

    The other day, a member who didn’t have to visit my thread, a member who didn’t have to read my writings (in my own thread), chose to give me her rude and crude, judgmental and accusatory five cents. I didn’t appreciate it, not at all. I figure: if you choose to visit MY thread and you have nothing nice to say- don’t say anything at all.

    I am a six year-old girl awakening in a sixty something year-old body.

    I keep my body slender, slightly underweight (108.6 lbs. at 5’5′)- it makes me feel like the girl I never got to be when I was young. I wear my size 0 jeans and looking down at my legs in jeans, I look like a teenager, Yes!!!

    When I was a teenager I was a very old woman.

    And I didn’t have the option of sitting in front of a computer on a public forum expressing myself. I was closed-in, repressed, suppressed and depressed, terribly lonely and alone.

    I had love in me but I was afraid of it, afraid of getting hurt by it and afraid of hurting others.

    As you know, there are people who have hurt you and who will hurt you- they are just around the corner. I don’t want to be that person. I don’t want to hurt anyone. This is my intent and my commitment.

    On the other hand, I will not submit and go belly-up to aggressive people. This is my intent and commitment.

    I went belly up for my mother. My submission was her pleasure, her Power-over-me.

    It didn’t work out for me, it didn’t work out for her- not beyond her short-lived moments of power and pleasure.

    I didn’t make the rules. I accommodated. Now I make the rules: I don’t accommodate aggressors. And I commit to never, never be the aggressor.

    Of course, in my mother’s mind, any assertiveness on my part (like saying: “no, Ima, please don’t!”) was aggression -in her mind. If I didn’t let her do with me whatever it was she wanted, if I objected- in her mind, that was aggression to be silenced immediately and harshly.

    What kind of repressed emotions can I access and express tonight?.. I feel it right now, a rush of emotion, too fast, I can’t find the words, it’s like a roller coaster of emotions.

    Here are the beginnings of tears. But only beginnings. I don’t cry. anita Doesn’t Cry.

    A pitiful, weak person, like my mother, can be a very vengeful, very powerful person, for a moment, enough to scare, enough to devastate. A weak person does not mean a safe person. A vengeful weak person creates the most havoc.

    I was fully under the power of a very, very weak and vengeful person, my own mother, the one I was born to.

    Do Not Underestimate the Vengefulness of the Weak.

    The key is to not submit to the vengeful weak, no matter how much empathy they evoke. No belly-up. No surrender.

    anita

    in reply to: The Early Years ( a long read sorry) #445237
    anita
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    Dear Laven:

    I read only parts of what you shared in this thread, you shared more than you ever did, and my heart is breaking, breaking for you. Oh, poor Laven, I didn’t know how bad it has been for you, tears in my eyes. I am so very sorry, Laven, so very sorry. You are in my heart. I will read thoroughly what you shared here Wed morning (it’s Tues evening here).

    anita

    in reply to: Your Opinion on Facebook? #445234
    anita
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    You are very welcome, Nils (nice photo, by the way!)

    anita

    in reply to: Creating Meaningful Relationships #445226
    anita
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    Dear Omyk:

    I will read and reply to you in the next 20 hours 😊

    anita

    in reply to: Your Opinion on Facebook? #445223
    anita
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    Hey Nis-

    I can only imagine how frustrating and upsetting this must be. Losing years of personal memories, connections, and content—without warning or recourse—is beyond disheartening. The fact that your account was disabled due to an Instagram account you had never heard of makes this situation even more baffling.

    I don’t have a Facebook account, but I hear that reaching out through Meta’s support forums or social media (Twitter/X, Reddit, etc.), where other users have shared similar experiences increases visibility and may prompt further review. Additionally, checking if any close contacts still have access to your albums or shared photos might help you recover at least some of what was lost.

    I sincerely hope you find a solution or at least a way to rebuild your connections outside of Facebook. This is an incredibly frustrating situation, and you have every right to be upset.

    anita

    anita
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    In the past, I suppressed my love for my mother because loving her meant pain. She weaponized my empathy—her woe-is-me histrionics and relentless guilt trips left me depleted. After going no-contact, I continued to suppress that love, fearing it might pull me back toward her and into suffering once more. It was an act of self-preservation.

    But now, I feel strong enough to resist reaching out. I allow myself to feel this love, and in doing so, I integrate a fragmented, long-suppressed part of myself. Accepting the love rather than rejecting or fearing it is a crucial step in reclaiming my power. I no longer cling to the belief that one day she would love me. The realization that this hope kept me trapped in waiting is the key to my freedom.

    I used to confuse my love for her with her loving me. That was the enmeshment, the deep codependence of old speaking. But I see clearly now: my love for her does not mean she loved me back. Understanding this is an essential emotional boundary—it allows my love to exist independently of her. My love for my mother is wholly my own, separate from her words, actions ad inactions.

    I am no longer rejecting my emotions but integrating them. I am strong enough to feel deeply without letting these feelings control me. I have shifted from seeking love externally to recognizing it within myself.

    This realization allows me to hold love without losing myself to it—to honor my feelings without letting them dictate my actions or lead me into suffering. Loving does not mean reaching. Feeling does not mean surrendering.

    By embracing this long-suppressed part of myself—the loving part—I reclaim the love that was always mine to hold, without needing it to be reciprocated, validated, or defined by anyone else. And in doing so, I dissolve the enmeshment, the old dependence, the illusion that her love must exist simply because mine does.

    This is self-liberation. This is healing. And this is proof that I am fully capable of giving myself the love I once believed had to come from her.

    anita

    in reply to: Creating Meaningful Relationships #445216
    anita
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    Dear Omyk:

    I really appreciate your openness in sharing what you’re going through. Your awareness of being in a liminal space—that in-between state of transition—makes a lot of sense. Change, especially emotional change, can feel exhausting when we know we need to move forward but haven’t yet figured out how.

    Your insight about intensity and how it affects connection with others is powerful. I hope reflecting on it brings clarity rather than discouragement. Intense emotions don’t make you difficult—they make you deeply engaged with your own experience. Some people may struggle to meet that depth, but others will value it immensely.

    Regarding your relationship with your child, I can feel the weight of your words. It’s deeply painful for a loving parent to feel rejected or indifferent treatment from their child, especially after loss. She may appear indifferent when in reality, she’s avoiding the pain of unprocessed grief in regard to her mother and grandparents.

    She may be in a phase where independence feels like a priority, leading her to emotionally withdraw from you—not because she rejects you, but because she’s exploring autonomy.

    I remember that you shared some time ago that your child was “completely uninterested” in keeping her mother’s belongings. There’s a difference between indifference that signals emotional withdrawal versus indifference that masks emotional difficulty. If her behavior stems from unresolved grief or personal struggles, she might not be rejecting you—she might just be processing things in her own way.

    If there were pre-existing tensions or emotional disconnects before the loss of her mother, her current behavior might be a continuation of those dynamics rather than a direct rejection of you now..?

    anita

    in reply to: Sister takes long to respond to messages #445213
    anita
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    Hey Lucidity-

    It means so much to hear that our conversations have helped you on your path toward acceptance. Your reflections about the shift from ‘me plus something’ to just you—that’s powerful, and I admire how much emotional work you’ve done.

    Thank you for introducing me to Shadow Work! Since then, I’ve been practicing it in my own thread, focusing on expressing feelings without judgment and embracing emotional pain rather than suppressing it. It’s been an insightful experience.

    Yesterday, I had to set some boundaries in my thread to ensure my healing remains uninterrupted. Through it all, I’m feeling committed to my journey.

    Your words about acceptance—how it reminded you of grieving the absence of a caring mother—really resonate with me. That kind of deep processing can take years, and the emotional weight of it is monumental.

    It’s one of the reasons I find responses like ‘get over it’ or ‘don’t get stuck in this’ so unhelpful. Healing doesn’t happen on demand—it unfolds in its own time, and dismissive remarks often undermine the depth of someone’s experience. I always try to avoid those kinds of responses when supporting others.

    What’s your perspective on that?

    anita

    anita
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    Thinking about you, Laven ✨

    anita

    anita
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    Yesterday, on the previous page of this thread, I received one or two (I don’t want to go back and look at that post or posts) replies that were not only unempathetic, but rude and crude, totally uncalled for. That post or posts hurt me deeply! These were posted by Jana, or Yana, a member with whom I communicated for quite some time, and for whom I have done my best. Following this yesterday experience, I have no desire whatsoever to ever communicate with her again-with you, if you are reading this, Jana.

    I am not the owner of this website, Jana, nor am I a moderator, nor am I anyone more than a member, a member like you. And so, you are welcome to post as often as you would like- in your threads, or in other members’ threads, for as long as the original poster does not request that you do NOT post in their threads. I am taking this opportunity, therefore, to request: Jana- please do not post on any of my threads: this one, past ones, or future ones.

    You are no longer welcomed in my threads. You are no longer welcomed to communicate with me anywhere.

    And now, back to my hopefully (???) undisrupted, uncriticized shadow-work healing process, (breathe, calm down)- my mother, my Ima, my 84 year-old mother who can’t stand straight because of arthritis and old age, about my love for her vs her love for me: I love you, I always will. I can’t help but love you. Ima. I remember you at your best moments, when you were young and standing straight (not horribly bent over). I remember you at your youth, your face younger than my face is now. Your face decade younger than my face is now.

    it’s always been an unbridgeable gap- the vast distance between you.. and me.

    It’s about.. why couldn’t, wouldn’t you and I, Ima, have a bond, one in which we could both relax and recharge?

    The lack of connection- the lack of a meeting place. That’s the tragedy, a lack of a meeting place.

    Instead of helping each other, it was about you tearing me apart. You should have built me up- that way, I could have had it within me to help you in practical ways.

    An Unbridgeable Gap- decades, half a century of an unbridgeable gap. And how could a scream animating from me, reach you, so old, so bent over, can’t stand straight.

    I am crying right now, tears in my eyes.

    Love, this is the lingering force pushing against it all. Love rejected. Love abused.

    Love abused. That twists the soul around itself, suffocating in the twist.

    anita

    in reply to: Creating Meaningful Relationships #445202
    anita
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    Dear Omyk: I am looking forward to read and reply to your post Tues morning (it’s Mon night here).

    anita

    in reply to: Struggling to settle in new role #445200
    anita
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    Dear Tom:

    I hear you. That sounds really tough, and I’m sorry you’re going through it. Sometimes, everything builds up, and emotions come out when we least expect them. It’s completely understandable, especially with everything you’ve been dealing with at work and in therapy.

    If you ever need to talk—or even just jot things down again—I’m here to listen. I hope your work trip goes as smoothly as possible, and that you can take a moment for yourself when you get the chance.

    Here’s a poem just for you, Tom:

    When the weight feels too heavy, when the road feels too long,
    Know that you are stronger than the storm you’re walking on.
    The tears that fell this morning, the ache you tried to hide,
    Are not a sign of weakness, but the heart that beats inside.

    So take this day as gently as you possibly can,
    You are not alone—you are held by steady hands.
    Even in the chaos, even in the strain,
    There is room for hope, and space to heal the pain.

    anita

    in reply to: Creating Meaningful Relationships #445199
    anita
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    Dear Omyk:

    Welcome back to the forums! From what you’ve shared across your various threads, it’s clear that you’ve been searching for meaningful relationships—true companionship, whether through deep friendships or romantic connections—but have struggled to find and sustain them in the way you desire.

    Your self-reflection raises important questions about why this has been challenging, and while there’s no single answer, here are a few possibilities to consider:

    * The weight of grief & life experience – Losing your wife, along with your parents years earlier, has given you a profound emotional depth. Because of this, your approach to relationships is likely thoughtful, introspective, and deeply personal. However, not everyone may be equipped or willing to engage at that same level. Some might struggle to connect with the emotional intensity of your experiences.

    * High standards for connection – You’re not searching for casual friendships or surface-level relationships—you want deep, meaningful bonds built on mutual yearning. That level of emotional intensity is rare and takes time to cultivate.

    * Mixed signals in dating – You’ve expressed a desire for companionship but also hesitated in your approach to dating, sometimes expressing interest and engagement, but at other times pulling back or hesitating. These pauses may make it difficult for potential partners to gauge where you truly stand.

    * Lifestyle & priorities – Between single parenting, ministry, full-time work, and personal growth, your responsibilities leave limited time and energy for relationship-building.

    * Social & cultural factors – You’ve noted that loneliness is widespread, suggesting that your challenge isn’t just personal—it’s part of a larger societal issue where genuine connection is harder to find.

    * Internal conflict between love & independence – You’ve voiced both a longing for companionship and a sense of relief in being single. If that tension remains unresolved, it might create hesitancy in forming deeper bonds.

    None of this means you’ve “failed”—it simply means that profound relationships take time, the right circumstances, and people who are equally ready for them. You are clearly thoughtful, intentional, and willing to continue seeking connection, and that alone makes you open to receiving meaningful relationships in ways you might not yet expect.

    I’d love to hear your thoughts about the above 🙂

    anita

    in reply to: Sister takes long to respond to messages #445187
    anita
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    How are you, Lucidity?

    anita

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